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Glass Box of Emotion

I’ve been an emotional wreck all day.  Luckily, everyone else left the house so I was able to do it without having to put on any sort of brave face. Sometimes a good cry cleanses the soul, although it usually leaves me puffy, splotchy, and red faced.  The source of the tears? Well, I’ve been sick for 2 weeks, so I think I’m run down to begin with.  I’m exhausted, my ears feel full of fluid every day, and I just feel generally like a pile of crap.  I’ve been getting a bit better since the doctor put me on antibiotics, which has helped.  I was just starting to feel a bit brighter, when we got some difficult news.

I had taken my kids to the dentist a couple of months ago.  They mentioned offhand I may want to take my daughter to see an orthodontist, as one of her teeth appeared to be damaging the root of another.  I left under the impression that the tooth in question that was going to be pushed out was a baby tooth, and none of us were concerned.  The orthodontist called me last week and mentioned the dentist had asked them to follow up to get us in for an appointment.  I decided we might as well have her looked at, and headed in this morning.  Everyone there is super nice, and I felt instantly at ease…..

…..Until they showed me the x-rays.

The X rays they took showed a much more dire situation.  My daughter’s canine teeth, which have not come in yet, are coming in not where they are supposed to.  AT.ALL.  Instead, they are coming in from above her from 4 teeth, at an odd angle.  By all accounts, her canine teeth are about to push out all of her front 4 permanent teeth.  As soon as I saw the X Ray, I knew we were going to have a situation on our hands that was going to be pretty significant.  The Dr came in, and explained the severity of the problem, and that they wanted us to see an oral surgeon, who would go in and expose the teeth, connect something to them, and then orthodontic hardware would be used to “pull” the teeth to the correct spot, as well as expand the space in her mouth to make room.  The whole thing sounded uncomfortable, and I was glad my daughter couldn’t see the fear in my face.

Then the Dr said something that DID get me visibly upset.  “your insurance takes about a minimum of 12 weeks to get approved.  We recommend starting well before that due to the severity of the issue.”  In other words, I’m going to have to come up with a couple of thousand dollars I don’t have, and have no idea how to get. Of course, I will figure it out, because that’s what needs to be done.

I hate the fact that when it comes to health and well being, money dictates so much of the care a patient gets.  I am sure there are families who aren’t able to raise money like that, so should their child loose their permanent teeth?  It’s heartbreaking. I chatted with my father about the situation, reminiscing about when I had to have braces, and the changes in the methods they use now.  When I mentioned the insurance not kicking in for months, he said “well, we will just have to figure it out, won’t we?” That’s the attitude I’m trying to have.  Keeping it positive and knowing that somehow, it’ll get figured out, even if it means hustling a bit.

It is hard, though, because my daughter is always the one with the medical issues.  She has a congenital eye issue, Strabismus, with alternating amblyopia, which she had surgery for, but needs further treatment as the eye has dropped back in when she gets tired. She had to have her tonsils and adenoids removed.  She suffers from massive nosebleeds. While her brother sails through school, she struggles more.  She just always seems to have a tougher time of things getting through life.  That being said, she’s a tough cookie.  She’s brave, smart, sociable, loving, and I call her “my warrior girl” because she gets through the challenges she’s faced. One one hand, I’m sad this is yet another surgery and issue she has to face.  On the other, I’m a tiny bit grateful that out of the two kids, it’s her, because I know she will handle it and get through it easier than her brother might.  She’s a tough kiddo, and I know she’ll be ok.  That being said, I’m her mama, and I can’t stop crying that she has yet another challenge to tackle.I would love to see her have an easy time of things for a while.

Hopefully at the end of the day, she’ll have a beautiful smile to match her amazing soul.

 

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